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Poem of the Day– Tasted Time

Tasted time

 

Porcupine wine designing,

Expiring service dealt from the ephemeral

Not equipped for tellers

 

Forty tuned violas

Swing out serenades

 

Pop and cheery teens

Young blubber balls bouncing cows

Full up and festooned with jamboree bags

 

Rags to riches

Golden stitches holding purses and raconteurs

 

Packed up servant with dusters and brollies

In charitable mood they come knocking

Shocking really as the deer are rutting

 

No anchor to hold onto

 

Yellow spectre haunts the horizon

Held together with limelight

While fog fills the boots

And the rumble of cannons

Shower the ears

 

A new ship

Should last for years

Well

If it hadn’t blown up

 

 

Copyright Patrick Turner-Lee 31st December 2015

 

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